Whispering Verse

The lighthouse has long been abandoned along with the island. There are woods surrounding the lighthouse. The grave of Sloth Edwards's wife is 200 meters south of the lighthouse. The tombstone stands in the white mist, and the forest is quiet. In this heavy fog, it is difficult to find this place directly without knowing the location in advance.

Although this place is far away from all her relatives, as a cemetery, at least the environment is not bad.

"I don't want to hear your bad jokes about the environment. I know what I am doing is digging up the graves of my ancestors."

The pharmacist lady looked at the ancient tombstone and said to Shade first:

"You can start now. I don't want to explain why I wasn't the one to dig up. Although it is necessary to desecrate the corpses of our ancestors,..."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it. If you keep talking, I will really turn into that cold-blooded animal who doesn't care about others."

He dug into his pocket, then took out the shovel and stuck it into the ground. Rubbing his hands together, he took off his coat and threw it to the sorceress for safekeeping:

"Get it for me."

The latter didn't expect Shade to be so relieved of her, so she caught Shade's clothes off guard, put it on her arm and watched Shade dig the grave.

The sound of the shovel contacting the soil suddenly sounded, and the brown-haired lady suddenly remembered the familiar smell she smelled on Shade at the Green Lake Hotel. So he looked at Shade's back in the fog, making sure that he would not suddenly turn his head, and that the fog would indeed interfere with the perception of the "other me", then he took a small step back, then raised his arm a little, sniffing He touched his coat.

"Meghan, my dear sister, I really didn't expect that you would do such a thing."

The voice in her ear suddenly said, and the pharmacist lady responded in her heart:

"Audrey, shut your mouth. Let the other me remember what this smell is."

Then the same voice as the two men gave the answer softly:

[Megan, Audrey, this smell is diluted by the moisture of the water and the breath of the fog, and it is no longer distinguishable. The following are three highly similar scents: the newly launched Golden Lily III perfume (light fragrance) this spring, the "Witch's Smell" configured by Carina Cavendish, and the cold fragrance launched last winter Miss Jasmine oriental floral fragrance. 】

"It has no reference value."

The pharmacist lady said in her heart, carefully taking Shade's coat away from her nose, while the soft voice in her ears continued:

[In addition to the familiar scent of perfume, this coat also has the scent of John Watson himself. This is not soap, perfume or some kind of deodorant, but it smells really good. 】

The sorceress's face turned red immediately, which was not very obvious in the wet and cold fog:

"What nonsense?"

"Meghan, do I need to remind you? The other me is actually ourselves, and there is no point in you arguing with her."

Another voice said helplessly.

"Shut up, Audrey, I don't want to quarrel with myself. And since the other me is ourselves, that means that as a great witch, you also think this man's coat smells good?"

"Whether he is a man or not, it's hard to say."

The witch hummed, and the pharmacist lady was having a heated discussion in her heart, but of course she would not make any specific sounds. The sound in the fog at this time was still the monotonous sound of Shade shoveling earth.

Of course, he’s not really just shoveling:

[She just sniffed your clothes. 】

"I guessed it, but pretend I don't know."

Shade said in his heart.

[Aren’t you going to expose her? 】

"Then start a fight with an angry woman? Or look at her embarrassed and don't know how to explain? Just pretend you don't know, that's best."

"She" smiled softly, and "she" never questioned Shade's decision.

With a bang, the shovel finally hit something other than soil and stones. Shade dropped the shovel and bent down. After removing the soil, a black metal coffin with golden lines on the surface was revealed.

"Your ancestors liked to use metal coffins? Is this a local custom?"

Shade curiously turned around and asked the pharmacist. The lady with short brown hair took a few steps closer, also looking puzzled:

"I don't know either. This is also my first time digging the graves of my ancestors... This topic is very strange. Let's end it quickly."

So she and Shade raised their hands to cast a spell together. After the soil attached to the surface of the coffin jumped a few times, the entire coffin broke through the soil layer and was pulled by the spell to fly out of the tomb. Shade's basic spell "moving objects" is not that strong yet, mainly because of the pharmacist lady.

It was indeed an all-metal coffin. The surface of the coffin was densely covered with patterns that looked like roots, making this metal coffin quite artistic. Of course, Shade knew that it was immoral and incorrect to comment on the artistic quality of other people's ancestors' coffins, so he did not say it out loud.

"How do you open this?"

After the coffin was placed flat in the fog, Shade tried to push and pull it along the side gap, but he could not open it no matter what. So the pharmacist lady asked Shade to take a few steps back. She walked to the coffin, closed her eyes and put her hand on the cold metal.

After a moment she opened her eyes:

"The internal structure is similar to a machine box."

"You're not going to tell me that the pattern on the coffin lid is a movable puzzle, are you?"

"You think this is the puzzle-solving process of a horror novel? It's not that complicated."

She told Shade to stay away while she knocked around the coffin. This sorceress seems to have the ability to obtain the internal structure of objects by touching them. This should be some kind of secret skill of perception enhancement.

"found it."

Soon, she found two hidden compartments at both ends of the coffin. Opening the compartments revealed handles that could be used to grab.

Because it was at the front and back ends, Shade and the pharmacist lady grabbed one of them respectively. The coffin lid that Shade couldn't open just now no matter how hard he tried, now the two of them just put a little force together and was actually lifted up.

The white shroud in the coffin is still white, and lying on the shroud is a rotting mummy. There are many burial objects next to the mummy. In addition to gold and silver jewelry, there are also strange things such as dried flower petals.

The pharmacist lady looked at her ancestor with a complicated expression, apologized softly, and then took care of the tooth herself. She prepared gloves and metal tools, but when she actually came into contact with the corpse, the white mist around her became thicker and thicker, accompanied by a spinning feeling.

"Lost sense of direction again."

Shade covered his head and said softly, but neither he nor the sorceress were surprised. They thought of various possibilities when they landed on the island.

"So, is it because you came into contact with the corpses of the Edwards family that you lost your sense of direction this time? Or is it because you, as a descendant of Edwards, came into contact with the corpses of your family ancestors, that you lost your sense of direction?"

Shade asked the brown-haired sorceress who also recovered from dizziness, and the latter judged:

"Most likely due to contact with corpses."

She lowered her head and looked at the body in the coffin, while Shade looked at the sky above the coffin. The soul of a silver-haired old woman with a kind expression who is very similar to the clothes of a rotting corpse. The soul was floating quietly in the air, similar to the blacksmith's soul I saw last time. It also had a normal upper body and a cloud-like lower body.

The pharmacist lady silently pulled out a burnt yellow tooth from the corpse, put it in a test tube, and then signaled Shade to contact the soul.

She invited Shade to the island again just to deal with this kind of strange soul.

"Guide to death."

In an instant, the field of vision in front of him turned completely white, and in the center of this void of soul memories, Shade saw a man whose appearance he could not clearly see.

"What does it mean?"

He told the pharmacist what he saw in his soul, and the latter pondered for a while and asked the old woman's soul:

"Can you tell us a little bit about your husband, Sloth Edwards?"

After waiting for a while, there was no response, so Shade also asked:

"Can you tell us about your husband's father, Klein Edwards?"

The soul with a kind expression smiled and nodded, as if he had been talking to Shade all the time:

"Of course, but I can only talk about that great gentleman with the descendants of the family, and that descendant must be powerful enough."

This is the condition for getting the answer.

"What kind of power?"

Shade asked again.

"At least Gaohuan."

So he looked at the pharmacist lady one meter away on his left. The latter repeated Shade's question just now. The old woman looked at her kindly:

"My great-granddaughters, welcome back to the family territory."

Shade narrowed his eyes, and Soul used plural words to describe Miss Pharmacist. The "great-granddaughter" of the wife of the second generation Sloth Edwards corresponds to the fifth generation of the root family tree.

If he remembered correctly, among the fifth generation descendants, only the two descendants of Alphonse Edwards, the third son who was suspected of being adopted, had no offspring. Therefore, it was only now that Shade finally determined the position of the great witch Audrey Edwards in the family tree.

The pharmacist lady also knew that Shade must have heard some clues, but she had promised to land on the island this time and would tell Shade something he didn't know, so she just sighed at this time:

"Hello, great-grandmother, I didn't expect to see you like this... What can you tell me?"

"About the origin of our family, Mr. Klein Edwards. You can ask me a question related to him, but you only have one chance, and there are some questions I don't know."

The floating old woman looked at her descendant kindly.

The pharmacist lady instinctively looked at Shade, wanting to hear his opinion, and then realized that she had actually asked a man for help, which was something she had never done before. Perhaps it was Shade's profound knowledge that left a deep impression on her when she landed on the island last time.